A/N : Peter is not twelve he's eleven he had his birthday after the school term started

Chapter 8

The holidays were over and it was time for Peter to go back to school,something he wasn't looking forward to,he hated St.Barthlomews ,he just didn't feel like he fit in.The only person who really talked to him was Chester and that was because he was an outcast too.

The school loomed up in front of him ,imposing and gloomy-looking ,boys ran back and forth back from holiday.Peter sighed and walked toward the school ,he didn't want to be back here.

He'd rather be going to the county school with his younger siblings .

"Well,well,look who's back ,the little German spy. Parents didn't ship you off to Germany ,then" a mocking voice sneered it was Davison; he leaned against the wall smirking.

Peter whirled around ,a look of loathing and anger on his face "Why don't you shut up" he said "Just because I have blond hair and blue eyes doesn't make me a German or a Hitler youth"

Davison walked over to him "You've got a mouth on you ,I don't like firsties with a mouth,I'm going to have to teach you a lesson" he threatened " Perhaps another night on the school roof will teach you who's boss or perhaps I should teach you a lesson another way " his threat hung in the air as he walked away.

Peter watched him leave,then headed back down the corridor he heard his name being called,turning around he saw the seventh year student that had stopped the boys from teasing him ."What " he asked .Matthew was his name.

"Have they've been bothering you again" Matthew asked coming up to the younger boy " I just saw Davison go past "

"No,I'm fine" Peter lied" He never spoke to me" he continued walking.

Matthew reached out" Look,if they do bother you tell the headmaster " he advised

Peter stopped walking and looked at him "I can't do that if I go around crying to the headmaster that I'm getting teased,they'll call me a baby or worse beat me up again" he said

Matthew looked at him" Again they beat you up before when was this" he asked "Look.I have a little brother a few years younger than you if he was being bullied I'd want him to tell someone.I f your siblings were being bullied wouldn't you?"

Peter thought about it for a moment then realised he probably would,but he'd try to get the bullies to leave them alone first,but this was different,wasn't it? he wrestled with the question and was in a stupor all day.

Not until midafternoon when the headmaster announced that in two weeks they'd be having Family Day did he pay attention.Family day on e of the older boys said was a big deal at St.Barthlomews apparently parents wanted to know what sort of school their children were attending.

He was the only fair haired child in his family that was the first thing Davison noticed .In a family of dark-haired siblings and parents,Peter Pevensie stood out .He had none of the features of his parents or siblings,was he so stupid he couldn't see it,Davison thought with disgust he hated the first year ,hated him the minute he laid eyes on him.He didn't know why he hated Peter ,but he knew he did.

Davison watched him greet his family,he wondered if he knew what he himself had figured out.Probably not but it was the only way to explain the differences .A slow smile spread across his face,he'd save this information for later,he'd break Peter Pevensie before he left the school.He had two years he'd take his time .

A/N What oh what does Davison know(as if we didn't know) next part takes place at the start of the war .Review everyone and for those who did review especially Opera Dove ,Thank you so much

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